It's 3 a.m., the time when a person feels most exhausted.
But Su Chen still hasn't fallen asleep.
Zhang Shu, on the other hand, is already soundly asleep.
Her physical strength is quite good, at least much stronger than that of the average thirty-something woman.
But Su Chen is not an ordinary man; after a bout of activity, he nearly drained all her energy.
Su Chen sat by the window, lit a cigarette, and started to puff away contentedly.
Women like Zhang Shu are a rare find.
She's got the looks, the figure, and what's key, she's a Deputy Mayor.
Conquering such a woman is an absolute triumph.
Of course, Su Chen isn't staying up because he's still interested in Zhang Shu.
Rather, he has a vague feeling that tonight's events are not yet over.
He couldn't explain why he felt this way, but the feeling was there nonetheless.
Thousand Hand Buddha doesn't rank too high on the world's list of assassins, but his bounty is still in the tens of millions.
